Mysteries: Arcana Wars

"I found Manstein's treasure!

"Manstein's skill, Manstein's guidance, Manstein's blessing!

"It's me! I will definitely lead Tesla to the future where our ancestor Mr. Condra existed!"

Shanning was driving a huge steam monster, which fell from the sky with a terrifying explosion. He was screaming hysterically in the cockpit, his distorted face twitching and tearing from time to time, and something evil and terrifying was trying to gush out from those brief wounds.

The instability of soul tearing and the erosion of extraordinary pollution have opened huge wounds in Shanning's spirit and spirituality. The ecstasy and obsession of treasure hunting finally ignited a crazy flame in his heart. He is on the verge of losing control!

It was difficult for Klein to determine whether it was the mechanical monster's leg, hand, or some other limb. Klein couldn't find words to describe the horrible and twisted form. It looked like a poor imitation of humanoids by some unknown existence, or a corpse specimen made by cutting off the tissues of various non-human creatures and piecing together according to some kind of delusion about humans, filled with the delusion of humans, machines, and life by a being that had never seen humans. Klein only felt that the harsh sound of the mechanical operation seemed to have a kind of nauseating and crazy mental pain. He could only roughly call the two limbs touching the ground two legs.

Amid the strange and harsh sound of mechanical friction, two large balls of hot white steam spurted out from behind the mechanical monster, and then it charged towards Klein.

It was hard to believe that such a huge and bulky mechanical creature could be so agile. The terrifying iron fist slammed heavily on the ground, and the ancient floor tiles were instantly crushed into powder. The angry attacker shook and raised his fist. On the dark metal surface, there were only building fragments and burning ashes, as well as a rat that was crushed into meat paste.

Klein suddenly appeared from a corner of the library. He did not even have a moment to mourn the death of the secret mouse, because the person who immediately rushed in front of him was Sanning Tesla.

In the steam and sparks, Klein escaped the attack again, leaving behind an animal corpse that was crushed into mud. White, hot steam and brilliant, flickering flames continued to bloom between the ancient bookshelves. The mechanical creation ignored the safety of the bookshelves and the collections, and rushed through the ancient treasures of knowledge. The thick steam dragged a white gas cloud behind it, overflowing between the bookshelves like the fluttering skirt of a bride, while Klein's jumping flames bloomed everywhere in the clouds, adding golden embroidery to the flowing gauze skirt. A romantic, gorgeous, but deadly and violent chase unfolded between the two.

Facing the fierce attack of Shanning and the mechanical monster, Klein wanted to exchange positions with the puppets outside the library and escape directly from the battlefield. But this strategy failed. Klein could obviously control the animal puppets in the library, but it was difficult to exchange positions with the puppets outside the library. He also wanted to leave this place through the Fire Treaty, but failed.

Shanning's crazy destruction triggered the library's protection measures, and the enraged library refused to let any uninvited guests leave.

The mechanical monster made a series of strange friction sounds, as if venting its dissatisfaction with its own failure, and then turned to Klein, preparing for a second wave of attack.

Deadly high-temperature steam once again gushed out from the exaggerated exhaust pipe behind the monster. However, in the white mist, the rubble on the ground suddenly floated into the air, like a swarm of flying insects quickly gathering in the air, and then flew to the cracks between the ceiling and the ground. The fallen bookshelf stood up from the ground by itself, and the scattered books returned to their rightful places on the bookshelf like birds returning to their nests. This change happened suddenly, and both sides became cautious about it. However, these gathered gravel did not attack Klein or Shanning, but in a few breaths, cleaned up the traces of the battle and made it look brand new.

...This library can repair itself?!

Tiny strands of spirituality flowed around Klein. The huge number of them connected to each other into an intricate web, gushing out from all directions of the library and surging towards all directions of the library. Every tiny strand of spirituality was exquisitely arranged, and the spacious library instantly turned into a huge extraordinary object, a toy music box that isolated the outside world, and an arena that trapped uninvited guests.

The library and its traps...are awake!

All the bookcases suddenly started moving at this moment, like a flock of frightened sheep, running around aimlessly on a dangerous battlefield, in random directions but at amazing speeds.

Among the flying bookshelves, Klein's figure disappeared among the wooden shelves and figures, appearing and disappearing from time to time. The entire library suddenly became an ever-changing maze, with various small underground creatures and puppets flexibly shuttling back and forth between the gaps in the bookshelves, and from time to time they would be crushed by the flying bookshelves. Relying on the firelight and the puppets, Klein kept jumping throughout the library.

Shanning's mind gradually shattered as he slid toward madness. He tried to concentrate on distinguishing the flashing fire and the flying bookshelf, attempting to catch Klein's ghostly figure. But before he could get up, the out-of-control flying bookshelf hit the mechanical monster's calf like a locomotive.

The bookshelf itself was not big, but it was filled with all kinds of heavy books, which rushed over at full speed like a cannonball, almost knocking the mechanical monster down. Then, a fatal stagnation crept up Shanning's mind and limbs like rust, as if someone had sprinkled a handful of fine sand into this precision machine that was spinning at full speed, gradually blocking every precision gear.

A strong sense of crisis erupted in Shan Ning's mind. The opponent in front of him might have exceeded his expectations. A life-and-death battle was just around the corner. With Shan Ning's connivance, the loss of control and madness continued to rage. The rational building was gradually submerged by the frenzy, leaving only the most stubborn obsession.

Several bookshelves rushed from all directions and crashed heavily into the huge body of the mechanical monster. These wooden shells failed to leave any scratches on the shiny metal, but instead angered the crazy Shanning. He roared loudly and poured all his uncontrolled spiritual power into the ancient creation, with a terrible rumbling sound of air pressure.

The heavy iron fist slammed the ground again. But this time, invisible ripples spread out from the mechanical monster, and an irresistible force burst out.

Rhapsody Rama, repulsive shock!

The huge repulsive force instantly blew away all the bookcases around the mechanical creation. They slid outwards like dominoes and then fell down, finally stacking together, leaving one bloody mark after another on the ground. In front of this force, all the animal puppets seemed petite and slow. The underground creatures could not resist this great force and were killed by the rushing bookcases. The pieces of flesh and blood foam stuck to the bottom of the wooden board, outlining the trajectory of the sliding bookshelves.

A spacious circular open space suddenly appeared in the library, and a twisted and strange blood-red totem radiated outward from under Shan Ning's feet.

"No one can stop me from taking away [Crazy Rama]!"

Shanning's body completely collapsed, and as long, horrible wounds opened up one after another on his body, chaotic, disordered, twisted machinery with sticky flesh and blood rushed out of his skin. Strange gears and levers kept deforming, and from time to time they fell into a brief information state, entangled with the collapsed flesh and blood, and clung to the glass of the cockpit. A strange red glow was looming in the flesh and blood and machinery.

"No one can stop Tesla from moving into the future!"